Parting Is Always Painful
The Seven-Colored Radiant Wings he refined required simple materials, yet once worn, they were extravagantly gorgeous to the extreme, brimming with the aura of pay-to-win spending.
Pair them with a Dragon-Slaying Saber, and whenever he went out to farm monsters, every strike would surely crit, with equipment exploding all over the screen!
Of course.
Looking good was only a flashy trick.
Good results were the real deal.
To test their speed, Jun Changxiao flapped his wings and flew out of the sect, circling Eternal Immortal Mountain several times. From a distant view, rainbow-colored light coiled around the entire mountain range in streaks.
The speed was decent.
It was much faster than relying on the power of flight.
But... as long as he flew, he left behind rainbow afterglow. If someone hunted him down, would that not provide them with clues to track him?
In truth, during his maiden flight, Jun Changxiao had merely wanted to show off. As long as he communicated with the Seven-Colored Radiant Wings, they would not trail rainbow afterimages during flight. They could even muffle the sound of the wings flapping, allowing him to move without a sound.
"Not bad, not bad."
Landing on the Training Ground, Gousheng wore a satisfied smile.
The Seven-Colored Radiant Wings were not especially outrageous in terms of flight speed, but they were at least much faster than the Flying Swords of the Imperial Sword Mysterious Sect. They were highly suitable for travel and for equipping disciples, truly achieving energy conservation and environmental protection.
"Mass-produce them!"
Jun Changxiao made up his mind. He found Little Demoness and said, "Girl, lend me some more feathers!"
"Mm!"
Little Demoness transformed into her true form again, shook out a pile of feathers, and asked, "Is that enough?"
"Not enough!"
"Ah?"